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AstoriaFallen
AstoriaFallen
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 Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2017 1:08 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2017 1:31 pm
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Orochi stepped forwards through the snow, stretching his neck upwards in a luxurious motion. Though it was just a tough too cold for comfort, he didn't really mind. He took the world in stride, enjoying whatever he could, and he'd never really lost his love of snow from his foalhood. Even now he had the urge to roll around in it, see what kinds of weird shapes he could make with his body, feel the wet slush soaking through his fur.
He shook his mane out, knowing that would be a silly thing to do then, so he just kept walking. And there, in the distance, he saw another blue shape. He perked his ears up, someone else? Well, he was always up for a good conversation. He promptly sped up towards them, a charming smile on his face.
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2017 3:02 pm
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As he came closer, he couldn’t help but notice that this stranger was a mare, and not just a mare, but a very attractive one. Her pelt was an appealing blue that contrasted beautifully with the surrounding snow, and it was coated with intricate patterns that seemed to pull him in. He couldn’t help but notice the excited flapping of her wings as she approached. Well, that was only to be expected, he was, after all, quite exquisite, in his own opinion. He made sure to stretch out his own wings, letting his muscles ripple with their toned power.
At her words, he let out a gentle laugh. Not laughing down at her, or in any way trying to make her feel uncomfortable. He just appreciated her openness. “I appreciate the compliment. You are quite the stunning visage yourself, if you don’t mind me saying so.”
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While the winter had been a little colder than the last two she had experienced, today was shaping out to be a very lovely sort of day. The blue female fluttered her wings behind her as she walked along the snow littered ground and watched as the earth sparkled in the rare streams of sunlight that filtered through the overcast sky. Looking around she tried to find some small form of life in the bitter winter land, plant or other. Preferably other, she wanted someone to talk to.
